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isn't thanksgiving break supposed to be fun? a nice break from school? apparently not.
one good thing was that hank didn't come home. at least i think it's a good thing. i'm happy i didn't have to see him, but i feel bad because i know a lot of people wanted to. and it makes me feel even more guilty because since everything happened i've felt like it was my fault that he got sent to where he is.
his birthday was yesterday. i really hope he had at least a decent birthday because i hate having bad birthdays.
tomorrow is thanksgiving. and i guess i'm thankful for not killing myself this past year. fuck. i hate this holiday. probably because right now i'm just in a bad fucking mood but i don't care.
i havent done anything fun over the break besides go see Ben Folds. and that was on friday so that doesn't even count as part of the break. and i still have a ton of reviews to work on and i need to get a men's club dress. anyone wanna come?
i think the only good thing about this break is nick.
if you havent heard, i'm currently dating nick wallace. hooray.
i really like him. ive liked him for a long time too, and i was just extremely scared of getting hurt by him so i avoided the feeling for a long time. but then i decided to suck it up and go for it. so i did.
and now we're together. and i'm really happy about that. minus the fact that he's out of town for the remainder of the break.
ah i really want to go see rent. but no one wants to see it. i need to stop being so blegh and lighten up and not let my mom get me in bad moods. she ruins everything.
this entry is extremely choppy and may not make sense but i don't care.
okay shutting up.
and everyone read A Million Little Pieces because it's a really good book and teenagers don't read nearly as much as they should nowadays.
one good thing was that hank didn't come home. at least i think it's a good thing. i'm happy i didn't have to see him, but i feel bad because i know a lot of people wanted to. and it makes me feel even more guilty because since everything happened i've felt like it was my fault that he got sent to where he is.
his birthday was yesterday. i really hope he had at least a decent birthday because i hate having bad birthdays.
tomorrow is thanksgiving. and i guess i'm thankful for not killing myself this past year. fuck. i hate this holiday. probably because right now i'm just in a bad fucking mood but i don't care.
i havent done anything fun over the break besides go see Ben Folds. and that was on friday so that doesn't even count as part of the break. and i still have a ton of reviews to work on and i need to get a men's club dress. anyone wanna come?
i think the only good thing about this break is nick.
if you havent heard, i'm currently dating nick wallace. hooray.
i really like him. ive liked him for a long time too, and i was just extremely scared of getting hurt by him so i avoided the feeling for a long time. but then i decided to suck it up and go for it. so i did.
and now we're together. and i'm really happy about that. minus the fact that he's out of town for the remainder of the break.
ah i really want to go see rent. but no one wants to see it. i need to stop being so blegh and lighten up and not let my mom get me in bad moods. she ruins everything.
this entry is extremely choppy and may not make sense but i don't care.
okay shutting up.
and everyone read A Million Little Pieces because it's a really good book and teenagers don't read nearly as much as they should nowadays.